Godfather
131 words He’ll part this world with feathers on his feet, the ton of five & dime cement no longer heavy, his battered brow resembling morning wheat as sunup blesses rusty Dodge and Chevy. And...
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117 words The garden has been left unkempt. Now thorn and thistle thrive, burr, bramble and stinkweed. The path that led to tulips, once well-worn, is overgrown with wort and crabgrass seed. What grand...
View ArticleHindenburgstraße 8
115 words What German family must have once lived here? Built in ’32, the building’s façade was freshly made, the face of every god and angel brand new. Nowadays they sneer, looking out sooty niches,...
View ArticleOn the Beheading of Lee Rigby
135 words It’s true: few deaths are kind. The agéd pensioner, with Dunkirk on his mind, prays for his to occur. His life was long and hard; a belt still burns his back. Inside the cancer ward he lies...
View ArticleThe Counter-Currents 2013 Summer Fundraiser Reasons for Optimism
George Frederick Watts, “Hope” 594 words Since our last update, we have received fifteen new donations totaling $1,605. Our total so far is $14,376.50. Our goal is to raise $50,000 by October 31, so we...
View ArticleEschatology
113 words When the mind melts in the cave of the skull, forsaken, alas, like everything else, will some victorious Socrates crawl— out of the depths, like a most secret self— beholding all things as...
View ArticleThe Dream
Mikhail Lermontov, 1814–1841 184 words Translated by Leo Yankevich High noon in Dagestan, I lay marooned In blistering heat, a bullet in my breast. Smoke still rose in the valley from my wound As...
View ArticleThe Counter-Currents 2013 Summer Fundraiser If You Were Waiting Till the Last...
411 words The last minute is almost here . . . Since our last update, we have received ten new donations totaling $1,010. That means that our total so far is $35,079.29. Our goal is to raise $50,000 by...
View ArticleForthcoming from Counter-Currents! Journey Late at Night:Poems & Translations
San Francisco: Counter-Currents, 2013 178 pages Release date: November 21, 2013 Hardcover: $30 Quantity: Paperback: $18 Quantity: Leo Yankevich is one of the leading poets of our time. Journey Late...
View ArticlePraised Be
124 words Editor’s Note: From Leo Yankevich’s Journey Late at Night: Poems and Translations, forthcoming from Counter-Currents. Praised be the ugly and the beautiful, the slow decay of leaves, the dew...
View ArticlePhilosopher
Plotinus by Raphael 154 words Editor’s Note: From Leo Yankevich’s Journey Late at Night: Poems and Translations, forthcoming from Counter-Currents. For a moment as brief and long as eternity he sees...
View ArticleCounter-Currents Radio Greg Johnson interviews Leo Yankevich on Art & Politics
Leo Yankevich 56:34 / 205 words To download the mp3, right-click here and choose “save target or link as.” To subscribe to our podcasts, click here. Greg Johnson interviews leading formalist poet Leo...
View ArticleSomewhere over Germany, 1945
30 words At the gates of heaven he did not know the names beyond the bombing bay. But many miles away he could still see the flames judging the dead in Dresden. From Leo Yankevich, Tikkun Olam and...
View ArticleElegy for Hanns Breitenbach (1890–1945)
112 words You disappeared in the dead of winter, but not like Yeats. No wife or mistress were at your side. A hole and splinter alarmed you, but did not distress. Duty called. You would not part your...
View ArticlePromised Land
121 words Rousseau’s brave savages had circled her covered wagon, leaving vestiges of life that could have been: dreams of a promised land, a son and rag-doll daughter, a scalped Scottish husband, and...
View ArticleLight in a Dark Age:Leo Yankevich’s Journey Late at Night
1,794 words Leo Yankevich Journey Late at Night: Poems and Translations San Francisco: Counter-Currents Publishing Ltd., 2013 Leo Yankevich is an American poet who was born and raised in the somber...
View ArticleA Hundred Since the First
92 words For five days the blowflies have cleansed their bones. Now they lie waiting for the August rain, for holy water, afterlives beyond Ukraine, sure heaven neither judges nor atones? Atop camo...
View ArticleUnity Mitford
117 words “She learned to walk again, but never fully recovered. She was incontinent and childish.” She had sat at the Chancellor’s feet, a rival to Eva Braun, highborn, blue-eyed, contrary to the...
View ArticleWhy Wars Happen, Beings on Earth Die
57 words Above the reeds the red clouds gather. The boats moored at the river bank reflect the blood, half full of water. If only we knew whom to thank. We look up at the darkening sky, sun as if...
View ArticleBUK Near Donetsk
54 words Beside the fields of rye and flax there is a road that leads to birches, pocked with dark puddles and tank tracks, above which no white dove perches. Green men pray to another Christ, a...
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